Waiting To Die

You held out you’re and hand.

You made me trust.

You breached the walls I had built so high.

You made me feel.

You made me dream.

You made me wish.

You helped me to see, but still I was so blind.

I could not see that everything you said was just a lie.

Just a lie.

So here I am baby, just waiting to die

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